“No need. They are merely my stepping stones.”
Hearing this, the Supreme Profound Sect elders scoffed. “A mere ant, who stumbled upon a few lucky breaks, dares to dream of overturning the heavens?”
Ye Chen remained silent. His white robes billowed, his long hair danced, and a surge of power erupted from him once more. The Grand Dao Scripture!
In an instant, the power of the Grand Dao Scripture and the Desolate Heaven Art intertwined, merging into one. The Martial Dao Furnace behind him blazed even more fiercely.
Ye Chen charged directly at a Supreme Profound Sect Half-Emperor elder. He unleashed a punch!
The punch was imbued with both powers, condensing a towering Battle Intent as it slammed into the Half-Emperor. Boom!
The Half-Emperor elder let out a miserable shriek as a bloody hole appeared in his chest. He instantly perished, his corpse plummeting from the sky.
An Instant Kill! Astonishment flashed in everyone’s eyes. A Saint King instantly killing a Half-Emperor! This Ye Chen was truly heaven-defying!
And then, Ye Chen moved again, his body flowing with Dao Rhyme as he struck down another Half-Emperor! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Ye Chen’s eyes were blood-red. In this moment, only one thought consumed his mind: battle!
Senior Sister could annihilate Quasi-Emperors while in the Saint King Realm! He could too! “I, Ye Chen, am second to none!”
In an instant, all the Supreme Profound Sect elders were utterly shocked. Ye Chen was only seventeen!
His Battle Intent was so fierce that even they felt a tremor in their hearts, a sense of dread. For above Ye Chen’s figure, a ‘Stance’ had actually condensed.
This was a power only Great Emperor Realm experts possessed!
Ye Chen, like a Divine King, continuously unleashed supreme killing power. In this life-or-death situation, his comprehension of the Desolate Heaven Art deepened even further.
The Desolate Heaven Art: born for battle, ceases only at death!
Not only that, the Dao Rhyme within Ye Chen’s body surged wildly, a thick accumulation leading to an explosive breakthrough. His cultivation was rising!
Boom! Ye Chen, with an endless sea of flames at his back and an overwhelming aura, once again activated the Star-Plucking Hand. Boundless spirit fire was drawn forth, transforming into a heaven-reaching palm that crushed down upon all the Supreme Profound Sect members.
Boom! Like falling stars, like a colossal mountain covering the world, suppressing all enemies!
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Several Half-Emperors and Saint Kings instantly perished, their blood staining the sky! Instant Kill!
Even the Profound Saint Realm prodigies watching from afar, who hadn’t managed to escape, were engulfed by the aftermath and instantly had their Form and Spirit Destroyed.
Only three Quasi-Emperors remained, clutching their chests and spitting blood. Their faces were ghastly pale, their hearts filled with unparalleled shock and terror.
“What kind of monsters were this White Robe Great Emperor’s disciples? They were simply too heaven-defying!”
The Dao Rhyme flowing from Ye Chen now was more blazing than all three of theirs combined!
They snarled, “Just how many heaven-defying treasures did your master feed you?”
Ye Chen smiled faintly. “Oh, nothing much. Just Azure Nether Celestial Water to drink daily, All-Reach Profound Powder to eat daily, and Azure Origin Sweet Dew to sip whenever I please.”
Hearing this, the three elders scoffed. “Nonsense! Such Heaven and Earth Wonders are undoubtedly sect-protecting treasures! How could they be wasted on a mere ant like you?”
Ye Chen spread his hands. “Your perspective is too narrow. A summer insect cannot speak of ice!”
The three elders clutched their chests. “You immature brat, how dare you look down on us? We’ve crossed more bridges than you’ve walked roads!”
Ye Chen said no more, charging directly at the three Quasi-Emperors.
Watching this scene, Yao Yan felt a surge of emotion.
Between the Quasi-Emperor Realm and the Saint King Realm, there truly was a great Chasm. But Ye Chen had been devouring heaven-defying wonders on Azure Mystery Peak for years. His accumulated Foundation was even more terrifying than that of Half-Emperors and Quasi-Emperors!
Yao Yan mused internally, In this past year, following Ye Chen on Azure Mystery Peak, I’ve benefited greatly. Once I re-condense my Emperor Body, perhaps I too can cross a one-star Emperor Realm gap to fight?
After about fifteen minutes. Ye Chen was covered in blood, both his own and his enemies’.
But the three Quasi-Emperor elders were in an even worse state. They were bleeding from all seven orifices, their life force utterly shattered.
Ye Chen stated calmly, “It’s over.” He directly slammed a palm down!
Just then, a ferocious voice echoed in Ye Chen’s mind. “Stop! If you strike, I will surely kill you!”
It was the voice of Quasi-Emperor Qianyang!
Ye Chen snorted coldly. His palm didn’t hesitate in the slightest, slamming down on the three Quasi-Emperors. Boom!
Three Quasi-Emperor corpses plummeted from the void! Blood splattered! An Instant Kill of three men with a single palm!
Ye Chen stood atop the endless spirit fire, his face stained with blood, his white robes splattered crimson. His gaze reflected the blazing spirit fire, his Divine King-like posture domineering and unparalleled. His long hair danced wildly, and the Martial Dao Furnace on his body roared. Though wounded, his Battle Intent grew even stronger!
The next instant, from a rift in the spirit fire, Quasi-Emperor Qianyang, clad in grey robes, descended with ten other Quasi-Emperor elders.
Their faces were ashen, as if they had just lost their parents, and their expressions were sinisterly cold.
Quasi-Emperor Qianyang had received telepathic messages from his elders. In less than an incense stick’s time, these elders had been brutally killed here?
In an instant, terrifying Quasi-Emperor pressure, vast as an abyss or sea, bore down on Ye Chen. Moreover, Quasi-Emperor Yunyang and the others also exuded wisps of Dao Rhyme, clearly trying to suppress him with their Stance.
But soon, they froze. The Dao Rhyme emanating from Ye Chen was even more blazing than theirs!
The Martial Dao Furnace behind Ye Chen flowed with terrifying Dao and Essence, subtly manifesting ancient palaces and the evolution of heaven and earth mountains. It completely exceeded their comprehension.
Quasi-Emperor Qianyang’s gaze shifted to the distance, where a Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire was continuously devouring the surrounding spirit flames. The Spirit Fire Seed: Bone-Chilling Ghost Flame!
The scene fell into a tense silence.
Quasi-Emperor Qianyang stared coldly at Ye Chen. “That old ghost, the Quasi-Emperor Residual Soul in your possession, was the one who attacked just now, wasn’t he? How much power does he have left now?”
As his voice fell, Yao Yan’s enraged voice boomed from the jade pendant on Ye Chen’s chest. “You insolent juniors, who are you calling an old ghost?!”
Quasi-Emperor Qianyang snorted coldly, then looked at the elders beside him and said in a deep voice, “Ye Chen has that crippled old ghost helping him. We must go all out and unleash our trump cards!”
The elders’ faces grew solemn. “Indeed, you speak wisely.”
Their expressions were ice-cold, as rage, killing intent, and jealousy intertwined within their hearts!
Who would have thought that a mere Saint King Realm junior would force several Quasi-Emperors to join forces and unleash their full killing moves?
“This White Robe Great Emperor’s disciple was simply outrageous!”
Boom! Quasi-Emperor Qianyang directly unleashed a Low-star Emperor Weapon!
The other elders who possessed Emperor Weapons also unleashed them, while those without raised their aura to the extreme, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment!
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Four Low-star Emperor Weapons shimmered with heaven-reaching power, their terrifying aura drawing in the surrounding spirit fire, instantly forming a colossal vortex storm.
Seeing this, Ye Chen’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Are you sure you want to unleash your Emperor Weapons? I’m already fighting across realms. For you seniors to do this, isn’t it a bit… lacking in martial ethics?”
Quasi-Emperor Qianyang sneered. “Sharp-tongued brat! Die!”
Ye Chen, however, unhurriedly replied, “Since you seniors insist on unleashing your Emperor Weapons, then I suppose I’ll reluctantly unleash some of mine too.”
Boom! Ye Chen unleashed the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron!
In an instant, heaven-reaching power surged across the void. Endless inscriptions appeared on the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron, its brilliant light flowing with Dao and Essence, appearing incomparably terrifying.
Next, Ye Chen took out another Emperor Weapon! A Six-star Emperor Weapon: a giant axe!
The giant axe gleamed with a cold light, its handle rusty and ancient aura washing over them. A towering killing intent instantly suppressed Quasi-Emperor Qianyang and the others!
These were Emperor Weapons from Lu Xuan’s storage ring, acquired after he annihilated numerous major powers!
It wasn’t over yet! Ye Chen took out another Emperor Weapon! A Seven-star Emperor Weapon: an Ancient Zither.
The Ancient Zither hadn’t even been activated, merely floating gently in the air. Yet, its strings trembled slightly, emitting a single sound wave that caused Quasi-Emperor Qianyang and the others to continuously spit blood.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! The suppression from a High-star Emperor Weapon!
In an instant, Quasi-Emperor Qianyang’s face grew increasingly grim. But Ye Chen was still pulling out Emperor Weapons.
One! Another! And another! Ye Chen’s lips curled slightly. “If I unleash all these Emperor Weapons, how will you seniors cope?”